Emily, the 22 year old escort from Denver loves the outdoors and even more so, the indoors. Take Emily on a date in the city or up in the mountains and she’ll show you a good time. It doesn’t take much to please Emily as she just recently graduated from the University of Colorado, Boulder and loves to have a good time and party.A graduate of the University of Colorado, Emily could have received an honorary degree in partying if she chose to do so. Instead, Emily decided to crank up the fun factor in her life and enjoy life as a hugely popular escort. With a huge mischievous streak that runs strongly through her, you can find Emily playing lots of fun jokes and practicing one-liners.A petite escort, tiny Emily is only five feet two inches tall. At only 22 years old, Emily is still focused a great deal on partying. With her background at the University of Colorado, Emily became firmly entrenched in the wild party scene. She still enjoys finding the newest little intimate bars as well as the newest and hottest dance clubs.

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“I may be little,” admits Emily, “but when I was going to school, I sure did get a lot of attention. It didn’t just come from the other students, either, although I was pretty popular. You can’t have a body like this and not be popular with college-age men and women. And sure, I tried women a few times. I think college girls just do that. We enjoy experimenting with what is forbidden, and we like exploring our sexuality. I know I really enjoyed seeing how far I could push the envelope, how sexual I could be, and who I could be sexual with. I’m really a very charged up person when it comes to my libido. And when I wasn’t getting attention from other boys at college, I was getting it from my professors. There was this one professor, an English fellow who had the sexiest accent. He was married, but I used to love to flirt with him. I would sit in the front row of his classroom, and I would wear the tiniest, sexiest skirt I could. Sometimes I would wear underwear and sometimes I wouldn’t. I would sit there and make sure he noticed me, and I would open my legs a little for him, and I would just let him stare at me.

It was so funny watching him try to concentrate and try not to look, knowing he shouldn’t. One day I cornered him in the hallway, in this little alcove near his office. I was wearing a thong that day and an incredibly tiny miniskirt. I dropped my pencil, turned around, and bent over to pick it up. I stayed bent over like that for way longer than I needed to, just giving him a good, long look. I’m telling you, if he had put his hand up my skirt and just started going to work, I would have been okay with it. As it was, showing off for him, trying to seduce him, was such an incredible turn on that I was completely wet by the time I got back to my dorm room. I was never able to get him to do anything with me, but I know he thought about it, and I sure had fun doing it. I suppose it was incredibly naughty and I admire that he was faithful despite the temptation. But I wanted him so badly.”